Falling Stars

Musings of a Wandering Soul


So, I can never remember the name for those Russian Nesting Dolls, so I looked it up and have decided to blog about it.  The name is "Matryoshka".  Apparently some think it is called this because the name is similar to several popular female names around the time these dolls originated.  Scholars say the Latin root of the word is "mater", which means "mother", and that the name is associated with the image of a portly figured peasant woman with a large family.  I don't know why it seems important to me to remember the real name of the silly doll, it just is.  Kind of like how I can always remember the little plastic piece at the end of a shoelace is called an "aglet".  I just like that I know.  The end.  :)

...this animation clip. There's not a lot that I see that catches my eye enough to repost, whether it's humorous, touching, sentimental, outrageous, or whatever, but this is an exception. The first time I had the opportunity to view it was at a Dance Concert at BYU. Now, I typically don't think animation has much place in a DANCE CONCERT, but again, there are exceptions to nearly every rule.


Thought of You from Ryan J Woodward on Vimeo.

**Not sure when this was actually written, but it's posted now because I'm finally going through my 'Drafts' posts. :P

Wellness Post 1.

I'm supposed to 'write in my journal' about a 'happiness tool' which I used this week. Cheesy, I know, but I am doing it so I can check it off. This is really for last week. Last week was 'do something that you love'. I read two huge novels. This was relaxing, which leads to being happy. On the other hand, reading allowed me to procrastinate other things that I should have been doing, which breeds unhappiness. It's all about balance, right? Now, I know that didn't take 10 minutes to type (as it was supposed to), but 1) I type faster than I write and 2) If I typed for 10 minutes it wouldn't be reflective, it would just be useless junk. The end.

Wellness Post 2.
Okay, so this week's 'happiness tool' (This is very cheesy to me, so the phrase will probably always be 'punctuated' like so...) was to keep humorous or upbeat music/cd in the car and listen to it while traveling. Living where I am, this seems to keep me more calm, if not happy. It helps me to ignore the stupid people driving on the road with me because I'm blocking them out with happy song and dance. Therefore, I wish bad things on far fewer people which in turn makes me more optimistic and closer to God. The end.

Wellness Post 3.
This week I was supposed to learn to "Cultivate Optimism" by practicing saying positive things when crappy things happen. I don't know how well this worked or didn't because it seemed to me like last week was great overall without "thinking happy thoughts". Basically I just told myself that anything making me get cranky will eventually go away or be fine. But again, it was a great week anyway. OR I focused on not saying anything at all, but just going and fixing whatever problems there were. The end.

Wellness Post 4.
Well, I was supposed to volunteer for 30 min. this week and to find a way to serve in any current volunteer endeavors in a new and unique way.  Well, I'm going to say that my SIX HOURS of BYU Lu'au practice this Saturday is going to count for this, since I don't get paid and I'm paying for my own costumes...  :P  I guess the big thing for me is remembering that the work I'm doing is important.  It's not just dancing and having fun, it is helping people connect with their own culture or to learn about a new one.  It is about the importance of God, our Families, and the legacies of our Ancestors.  To really serve as a part of Lu'au means that I need to also connect with my history.  That leads to genealogy and serving my ancestors.  It means that I serve God as I strive to do my best and show my commitment and love for others.  It means that I try my best to not complain when things seem exhausting or difficult.  Anyhow, I could babble more, but it would probably get pretty repetitive, so that's that.  :)

Wellness Post 5.
Stop and smell the roses.  Too bad it's WINTER.  ^_~  Well, I tried to just relax and enjoy myself this week.  I got to have girl time with Nikki.  That was fun.  We had IN-N-OUT and I went to Hobby Lobby for the first time.  That place is huge.  We decided we are going to make room screens because they're too expensive to buy, and because it will be fun.  I think girl time constitutes as trying to stop and enjoy the sights around me, considering the fact that I NEVER get out or have girl time.  It was beneficial to my well being.  Go me!  The End.

Wellness Post 6.
I was supposed to do something this week that I love/enjoy but never have time to do.  Well, I got to do several things like this.  I got my sewing machine this week.  I didn't do anything spectacular with it, but I did get to patch a few holes and narrow a few necklines.  I had fun trying to learn more about my new machine! ...except for when I broke my first needle.  Thank goodness there are spares!  I'll be more careful from now on.  ALSO, Nikki and I went on our first planning expedition to Home Depot to cost out some things for our project.  I'm excited to start working, and hopefully find a cost effective way to do what we want to do with our room screens/divider project!  OH, and I played gopher while she made pizza.  That was fun, too.  The LAST enjoyable thing that I got to do was an early morning dance practice with Eric and Bria.  This might seem more like homework, but really it was so I could have fun.  I have been struggling with Mambo for my 380R class and worried that I wouldn't pass or do well.  They spent just shy of an hour hashing things out with me.  I learned a lot.  That was a big deal, because the reason I haven't been having as much fun with my dancing is because I haven't had time to practice, which meant I didn't have time to just have fun dancing the steps--I didn't know them!  It's better now.  I got a 91 on my test, which I DID NOT expect!  I was expecting more like an 86 as my highest possible grade.  I'm sad that I'm starting to get it now that we're pretty much done with it for class, but there is still Dancesport on the 10th, and practicing with David Hampton to compete for it.  At least now I can both nitpick (since I kind of know what I'm doing now) and enjoy the dance!  It may not seem like I'm having fun, but I love to nitpick and perfect steps and much as I can.  Getting things just right (or at least worlds better) is exceptionally fulfilling to me.  Call me crazy, I don't mind.  ^_~

THE END.


I would like to get my hair cut again. I would have liked to do it in September, but it wasn't long enough to donate. Since I have decided that, if my hair gets long, I will keep growing until I can donate it, I have continued to wait for the day when my hair is long enough Locks of Love. (Here is their website, by the way, for anyone interested: http://www.locksoflove.org/) Last time I cut my hair was September of 2009 and I got a good 12 or so inches out of it. Well, this next 10 inches seem to have taken their sweet time in arriving. Maybe I stunted it's growth with some sort of sudden change in diet, because by September 2010 when I wanted to cut my hair again I'd achieved about 8 new inches. Not good enough, Locks of Love needs 10 inches. I'm too darn impatient for that!!! Well, I've finally gotten to January 2011 and it's BARELY long enough for even the exceptionally short haircut that I want! (Short for me, anyway!) I mean, 4 months of patience for two measly inches of hair? Boo.


Anyhow, I suppose that it's time I arrived at my point: this blog is really just so that I have a convenient and infrequently updated place to post pictures of the hair I may want. Each time I have thought my hair might just have gotten long enough (before being immediately proven wrong by a stupid piece of wood named "Ruler") I have to go through all of my facebook statuses to find the links I posted in February 2010 when I had 5 or 6 new inches of hair (thus my disappointment over time, having thought that my hair grew faster than it really does). This usually takes about a half an hour because of all the other junk I and my friends post on an insanely regular basis. So here it they are, pictures of my proposed hair. I think I'll still wait another month or so to cut my hair, so long as I can keep the split ends at bay for just a little bit longer. Then again, over a year with no trims and very few split ends is quite a feat in itself--but looking at my hair now it seems as though it will be a losing battle. Maybe my hairstyle will be braids only until I cut it. Then again, I look young enough as it is. I don't need braids all the time.

You are severely misbehaving. Please improve upon yourself very quickly. I will be going home for vacation soon and there are always people snapping undesirable photographs. Please prepare yourself. Thank you.

Sincerely,

Khristine's Face

...Your hubby comes home and you wake up in an extreme benadryl stupor to find yourself snuggling a toilet paper roll and your only thought is, "Hmmm, how soft..!" At least the follow-up thought was, "How weird!!!", right? Well, back to groggy sleepyland...IF I can keep from coughing!

I've always had a few friends here or there who say things like, "That makes me laugh so hard!", or "I'm just rolling on the floor laughing!" when they're really not laughing at all! I've always thought this was pretty funny, but I have thought of a reason why this might be so: We are a generation of texting. We're accustomed to scenarios in which we are sitting in class or at work and someone sends us a hilarious text. However, we're in a quiet setting. We can't actually laugh out loud or fall out of our seat, so what do we do? Text ROFL or LOL! Maybe that's why, instead of enjoying the physical and psychological benefits of actual laughter, some of us just say that we're laughing. I wonder if the psychological effects of LOL are actually the same as laughing out loud. Maybe someone should do some sort of study. :)

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